Looking out my back door-

With Flora-Quest less than a week away, it's awfully hard to do paperwork and busing schedules on such a beautiful day! Although the wind has a bit of a bite, the view beyond my office window keeps calling to me.




So as a small reward for several tasks accomplished... I took a walk out to the garden. Work is portioned out between botanical temptations, which dangle like "carrots" offered as reward.

Sure enough, the iris and cat-mint were blooming without me, giving ne'er a thought to my toil.

At least the Barn Swallows down at the creek were being industrious, sweeping past the babbling current, perilous stunt-divers gleaning small gnats and bugs. They have a knack for making productivity look like play, an attitude even an industrious German can admire!

Hiding among my hosta, blooms the dressed-up relative of Dutchman's-breechs. Golden Corydalis, Corydalis aurea is a native plant, that is not really native at all, at least not here in Ohio. So, forgive my "boarding house" reach- but this beautiful little number, found in western grasslands graces my gardens as well.

Sometimes I just can't help myself from admiring "native" plants that stretch our boundaries. After all, plants don't carry maps, now do they?